"Oh, has he?"
Romer walked to the window. He looked at her dress, a white dress that he liked, but did not meet her eyes. Then he said—
"Oh, he's gone. When is he coming back?"
"Never," she said.
Romer didn't answer, nor ask why.
After a minute he said—
"Where's Daphne?"
"Gone to stay with Mrs. Foster for a week."
"Oh! Who's coming down to-day?"
"Nobody. I thought perhaps you wouldn't mind—being alone, I mean." She spoke without her usual fluency.